BELOVED ‘CREEKNIKS & FARMKETEERS: Of all the astonishing behaviors in the vegetable kingdom, perhaps none inspires so much bewilderment – and such a collective sense of resignation about the inexorable advance of winter – as the precipitous annual exodus of … Continue reading →

DEAREST FARMKETEERS: To call it a picking “spree” is hyperbole of Trumpanian proportions. We will probably have like 5 customers this weekend. It is supposed to be cold and blarggy and that will freeze the fire in the belly of … Continue reading →

DEAR ‘CREEKNIKS & FARMKETEERS: We prefer not to call ourselves “small farmers.” We are people of various sizes on a small farm. Does that work for you? Just sorting out these things emotionally as election season bubbles to a hubbub … Continue reading →

FARMKETEERS & ‘CREEKNIKS: We are in this together. We, the bumbling peoples of Earth, have only each other. We are floating alone through spacetime. Or are we? In this week’s Fresh Crop Alert, we tackle that cosmic conundrum by pondering … Continue reading →

BELOVED FARMKETEERS & ‘CREEKNIKS: You’ll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind. This is true even for the headiest smarty-pantses of Ithaca. Our little town has virtuoso thinkers strolling the promenades. More polymaths per capita than … Continue reading →

DEAR FARMKETEERS & CONVIVIAL ‘CREEKNIKS: Have you met Sed here at the farmstand? Even when Sed is trapped in a torrent of donut-addled shoppers, Sed is nice and steady. Nice and “seddy,” as we say. Sed is very balanced. Can … Continue reading →

LOYAL ‘CREEKNIKS… BELOVED FARMKETEERS: Can you tell by the headline that it is Boom-Boom-Boom around the farm right now? Boom. This is the LAST WEEKEND of u-pick peaches. They will soon be as scarce as deviled eggs after a church … Continue reading →